Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Exhale, artist - Last Japan. Date of issue: 01.10.2017
Song language: English
Exhale |
| Brand new sty-ly-ly-ly-lyley again |
| Dem cyaan diss me, dem cyaan deny me me friend |
| Shell down di whole place like Kiss FM |
| One ting Killaman me nuh beg friend |
| None ah dem cyaan diss me army dem |
| Unnu know say me badder than dem |
| Any bwoy diss me, ah he ah hol' a long leng |
| Inna dem face, duppy dem again |
| So me duppied the duppy and left the duppy pon dem |
| One ting what me grandmother tell me 'bout friend |
| We nuh trust dem, we nuh trust, we nuh trust friend |
| Kill off dem one and ah gwan like dem love dem |
| I’ll put them on News at Ten |
| Trevor McDonald nuh work there again |
| Me nuh care which one of dem bredda dem have leng |
| Yeah |
| 'Nuff ah dem nuh real, di whole ah dem ah lie |
| Music is my mission, di limit is di sky |
| We should be loving one another, ne nuh wan' no man fi die |
| Music takes me higher, why can’t I be high? |
| 'Nuff ah dem nuh real, di whole ah dem ah lie |
| Music is my mission, di limit is di sky |
| We should be loving one another, ne nuh wan' no man fi die |
| Music takes me higher, why can’t I be high? |
| Me tell you seh me cyaan be higher, no, dargy |
| Man really wan' shoot up me party |
| Dem seh dem wan' kill me uncle and auntie |
| Me never know dem bwoy cyaan walk past me |
| If a bwoy ever diss Killaman, come on, now |
| You ah go see Killaman inna di khaki |
| I tell dem you cyaan tek weh me car key |
| But me will stab up your face with me car key |
| Hold on, don’t mek me tell dem 'bout Japan |
| You never know 'bout me darg named Last |
| Cuh if a boy disrespect Japan |
| You better know seh dem boy get lost |
| Me put one inna your face like glass |
| Petrol over dem, bun dem fast |
| Nuh bwoy cyaan diss me, dem know man ah boss |
| Fi diss di Killa, you know how much that cost? |
| Likkle man, it might cost you your life |
| Don’t diss me, I might roll out tonight |
| None of my dargs gonna stand up and fight |
| Stab in the day, shoot in the night, no joke ting |
| Man better know what I’m scoping |
| Headtop gone, open |
| Left him like a D cat |
| If it’s dead bodies, the Killaman needs that |
| You get shot inna your face, shot inna your kneecap |
| None of Killa’z Army ah no eediat |
| You cyaan diss Killa P, on ah me dat |
| Can’t diss Last Japan, you ah eediat, but hear wah |
| Shot, shot, shot nonstop again |
| Bwoy disrespect, di place get lock again |
| Never know Killaman ah roll out di Glock again |
| Ready fi stop every one ah dem |
| You need to stack that cheddar |
| Yep, you need to keep on stacking |
| And if you’ve got a bredda that likes to run up his mout |
| Then he’s in beef, then back him |
| There’s no more chatting |
| Mandem fi know, no acting |
| We’re out here, it’s a real life movie |
| And if a bwoy ever diss Last Japan or Killaman |
| I’ll mek your brain look like a smoothie |